"Listen to Officer Sato."

"It's worthy of Miwako, I have a good understanding, and I have seen through all my old bottoms."

"Fuck off."

Ashi scolded with a smile and kicked his friend back: "Do you believe that I charge you parking fees?" Officer Sato's car is still parked in my parking space. ”

Katsumi Uehara, who twisted his waist to the left and avoided this kick, walked down the steps: "I don't care who stops, you look for whom." ”

"Are you embarrassed not to give it?"

"Are you embarrassed?"

The two of them were arguing as they walked up the stairs, attracting the attention of many people who came in and out.

Asumi, who was not Katsumi Uehara's thick-skinned face, was the first to stop this struggle that was destined to have no winner: "Okay, okay, don't talk here, what to eat at noon, I'll treat you." ”

"I'm casual, as long as I avoid places where couples get together."

"I'm afraid it's only a children's paradise - ah no, my brother said yesterday that several girls asked him to eat today, I'm afraid that today's children's paradise is not clean, you have to go to the kindergarten cafeteria."

Hearing this, Katsumi Uehara couldn't help but glance at him: "Your brother? ”

"My adoptive parents' child just started junior high school this year."

"Then you have to be careful, don't look back, your brother brought back three pregnant siblings for you."

Asumi glanced up and down with disdain: "Listen to your tone, have you done it before?" ”

"Slander me again, believe it or not, invite you to eat pork chop rice at noon?" Katsumi Uehara, who had dead fish eyes, turned the car keys, and in the parking space not far away, a particularly eye-catching pink EVO was quietly parked there.

Assa, who wasn't interested in pork chop rice, couldn't help but shake his head.

"Tsk, no matter how many times you watch it, your pink is still so angry."

"It's magenta, your elementary school art teacher is going to cry."

Katsumi Uehara, who fastened his seat belt after getting into the car, glanced at his mouth, and was about to take care of the unforgiving damage, but was interrupted by a sudden ringing from the pocket of his suit-

When I took it out, it was an unfamiliar number with no notes.

Asumi, who knew the general situation, didn't speak, just sat quietly in his position and glanced at his friend who looked up.

"Hello?"

Katsumi Uehara, who was in doubt, pressed the answer button, and after a while, an old voice that had experienced vicissitudes of life immediately came out of the earpiece-

"Your phone number is hard to find, Officer Uehara."

"Director Ochiai?"

The moment he heard this voice, Katsumi Uehara suddenly thought of the old man who had retired from the studio next door to Conan.

"It looks like you didn't write down my phone number, one of the disadvantages of not making a transcript, Officer Uehara."

"I don't usually remember the contact information of prisoners." Asagi made a gesture of nothingness, and Katsumi Uehara chuckled in response, his tone unclear whether it was sarcasm or normal.

"At noon today, Officer Uehara, do you have time? I want to treat you to a meal. The old curator Ochiai, who didn't care about this, was still happy on the other end of the phone.

"Invite me to dinner?" After starting the car, Katsumi Uehara, who was slowly playing the steering wheel, narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had thought of something, and his eyebrows changed slightly: "Of course you can." ”

"I'll be waiting for you at the Museum of the Middle Ages, Officer Uehara."

The phone hung up, and the person sitting in the co-pilot turned his head to look at his thoughtful friend: "Prisoner? ”

"I was caught in the police station, but unfortunately it was too late, and I didn't eat the kind of pork chop rice."

Katsumi Uehara, who gradually guessed a result in his heart, pressed the music play button on the central control, looking a little comfortable: "You saved money for this meal at noon today, please next time." ”

"Rehabilitated?"

"Sort of, if my speculation is true."

After driving the car with music playing and returning to the Rice Flower Central Hospital all the way, Katsumi Uehara turned the car around and went straight to the Medieval Art Museum.

Unlike at night, when you can't see your fingers, the museum building looks magnificent during the day, and the sense of medieval art is enough to show that the designer has really put a lot of thought into it.

Perhaps because it was noon, there weren't many people in the museum. Katsumi Uehara, who walked through the main entrance, was not in a hurry to call Director Ochiai, but looked at the various paintings on display in the main hall with great interest.

If memory serves, there should be a work called "Heavenly Punishment" in this exhibition area.

As one of the representative dramas of Conan's early plots, Katsumi Uehara was very impressed.

Unfortunately, after walking around several exhibition areas, he did not see the painting in his memory.

"Officer Uehara, are you also interested in medieval art?"

"I'm not interested, I can't afford to lose, just take a look."

"Actually, the museum isn't full of antiques."

I don't know when the old man who appeared at the door of the B1 exhibition area smiled and stroked his gray beard, and after hearing the sound outside the strings, he teased happily.

That night, Katsumi Uehara got the antique and hurriedly inserted it back in his mind.

"My knowledge of the medieval stuff is limited to the extracurricular books I read when I was a student, and I don't have that artistic cell." Katsumi Uehara, who turned around, glanced at the old man in front of him-

The mental head is obviously not bad.

The well-cut brown suit on him made him a few years younger.

The noncommittal old man smiled kindly: "But your respect for art is something that many people who do not have in this business." ”

"Why do I think Director Ochiai seems to have something to say?"

"I fired a man."

"It's good for you as an art museum to reduce the salary burden."

"He stole things from art museums and sold them more than once."

Katsumi Uehara, who narrowed his eyes slightly, wiped the non-existent dust with his right hand on the booth closest to him, and blew: "You have to go to the second search lesson, I am the first search lesson." ”

"But the one who made me decide to do this is you." The old man put his hands behind his back and smiled with a hint of relief: "Officer Uehara." ”

"Looks like you've got a good catch." Looking up at the huge spatial structure around him, Katsumi Uehara said with some curiosity: "Have you found a new gold master?" ”

"Thanks to you, I found lawyer Fei Yingli and asked her to help terminate the original acquisition contract of the museum."

Looking at the artworks around him like his own children, Director Ochiai smiled like a child who had received candy, and was extremely happy: "Then, I used my connections to find Mr. Jiroyoshi Suzuki, a shareholder of the Suzuki Foundation.

"Luckily, Mr. Jiroyoshi Suzuki is very interested in taking over the Century Art Museum."

"Congratulations, you got what you wanted." Katsumi Uehara raised his eyebrows and said with joy.

"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'd have been carried away by anger, Officer Uehara."

It's already half a foot into the coffin, but it's still almost a big mistake out of anger. Now that the overall situation has been decided, Director Ochiai, who has regained his senses, looks a little lonely: "You saved this art museum. ”

"Can I be honest with you admitting that you are practicing how to kill people by wearing armor and holding a knife in the middle of the night?" Uehara Katsumi, who heard the words, chuckled, although the sentence structure was questioning, but there was no half-inquiring tone.

Director Ochiai did not speak, falling silent.

"Since you're fine, then this meal at noon will be free, I'm allergic to artists." After confirming the condition of Director Ochiai with his own eyes, Katsumi Uehara put one hand in his pocket and walked out of the exhibition hall with his feet raised.

"Also, it's you, not me, who saved the museum. As a police officer, I will only arrest you. ”